When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei WuXian looked at the silver bell in his hand again and again and said, “Lan Zhan, why is Jiang Cheng’s silver bell here with you?”

Lan Wangji replied calmly: "He gave it to me."

At this time, Jiang Cheng's hand touched his waist. As he touched the silver bell on his waist, it rang crisply, attracting everyone's attention. Jiang Cheng took it off and held it in front of Wei Wuxian: "This is mine."

Wei WuXian said, “No, Jiang Cheng, this one is yours.” He turned the silver bell over and pointed to the small dent on it for him to see: “This is the dent you found after you lost it when you were a kid, and I don’t know what caused it.”

Jiang Cheng also found the side with the dent and pointed it out to him. The dents on both sides were exactly the same size.

Wei WuXian thrust the silver bell in his hand into his hand and said, “Jiang Cheng, you still don’t believe me? Lotus Pier’s unique craftsmanship, who do you think can imitate it? Even the dent below can be made exactly the same.”

Jiang Cheng took the two silver bells and compared them carefully. They were indeed exactly the same as he said.

Wei WuXian said: “Do you believe it now? If this is not an illusion, how can there be two identical objects?”

Jiang Cheng was still a little bit incredulous, but he knew in his heart that each of the Jiang family's silver bells was unique.

He raised his head and called out, "Jin Ling."

No one answered him. Jiang Cheng looked around but still couldn't see Jin Ling: "Where's Jin Ling?!"

Wei WuXian said: “It seems that you have accepted this in your heart. If you accept it, the people in the illusion will automatically disappear.”

Jiang Cheng asked: "Where is Jin Ling?"

Wei WuXian said: “He’s still crying in reality, waiting for you to come back.”

At this time, Lan Wangji reached out to Jiang Cheng for the silver bell.

Jiang Cheng: “?”

Only then did Wei Wuxian notice Lan Wangji. Since Jiang Cheng already believed that this place was an illusion, why was Lan Wangji still here?

He thought it was easy to create something in a fantasy world, but when he thought about it, he wondered why Lan Wangji in the fantasy world knew what he was going to do and even created a second silver bell to help him. And why did he have Jiang Cheng's silver bell in his hand?

Before Wei Wuxian could even ask this question, the illusion had already dissipated.

In fact, although the illusion that Jiang Cheng fell into was deep, it was not difficult to solve.

If it wasn't for the fact that it was the sixth day already, Huan Yao could have woken Jiang Cheng up by himself.

But because it was the sixth day, Huan Yao could not do this no matter how simple it was, unless he was with someone else. However, this other person also had requirements, and that person had to be someone Jiang Cheng was familiar with, close to, and trusted.

But since the Battle of Shooting Sun, there are only two people in this world who can make Jiang Cheng close to them and let down his guard. One is Jinling, and the other is Wei Wuxian.

But Jin Ling is too young, and there are many things that he cannot easily understand at his age and in his current situation. If he is confused by the things in the illusion, it will be a waste of time.

When he woke up and opened his eyes again, what Wei Wuxian saw was Lan Wangji's angular jaw.

Wei WuXian called out softly, “Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji: “I’m here.”

Wei WuXian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

When the teenagers saw him wake up, they gathered around him and chattered: "He's awake!" "Great!" "I was scared to death, this time looks more dangerous than the time when he had empathy with Ah Qing." "Yes, yes, yes!"

Wei WuXian rubbed his temples and got up from Lan WangJi’s arms: “Alright, alright, stop arguing.”

Jin Ling asked nervously: "Why hasn't my uncle woken up yet?"

Huan Yao said, "It's almost time. Who of you should prepare some food? Sect Master Jiang hasn't eaten for a few days. If he doesn't eat something, he won't be able to hold on even if he wakes up."

Jin Ling said, "Okay." Then he turned and left the room.

Wei WuXian shook his head. The scenes kept changing, making his mind quite confused.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of little Lan Zhan sleeping on a chair and asked, "Lan Zhan, what happened to him?"

Lan Wangji shook his head to indicate that he didn’t know.

Lan Sizhui said, “Senior Wei, not long after you and Huan Yao entered, little Hanguang-Jun also fainted. The doctor couldn’t figure out what happened to him.”

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian frowned and took little Lan Zhan's wrist to feel his pulse, but found nothing wrong.

Lan Jingyi said: "Senior Wei, actually when you and Han Guangjun fell into the illusion together last time, little Han Guangjun also fainted once, but he woke up earlier last time, and this time it lasted longer."

Wei WuXian was surprised and asked, “Did you faint last time too?”

The two boys nodded.

Wei WuXian stared at him thoughtfully for a while, thinking of Lan WangJi in the illusion, and said, “Find a guest room for him to sleep in. He’ll catch a cold if he lies there like this.”

Lan Sizhui: “Yes.”

After the guest room was cleaned up, Wei Wuxian originally wanted to carry little Lan Zhan over there himself, but Lan Wangji snatched him away and left without even looking back.

Wei Wuxian: “…”

At this time, only Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng who was still unconscious were left in the room. No one knew where Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi had gone.

Wei Wuxian paced around the room bored, turning around and around. Wei Wuxian looked up and saw a kite hanging on the wall above the desk.

He raised his hand and took it down. It was a very simple kite in the shape of a swallow. The workmanship was not very fine and could even be said to be rough, but Wei Wuxian felt that he had seen this kite somewhere before.

"Cough cough...!!" A cough came from the other side of the bed.

Wei WuXian hurried to the bedside: "You're awake."

Jiang Cheng’s face turned pale, his lips were so dry that they seemed to be cracked, and his voice was so hoarse and harsh that it was frightening. He looked at the thing in Wei Wuxian’s hand and said, “You... cough cough...!!” His throat was so dry and sore that he kept coughing.

At this time, Wei WuXian was still holding the kite in his hand, so he quickly put it behind his back: "Ah! You're awake. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Wei Wuxian poured him some water and while he was drinking, he quickly hung the kite in his hand back on the wall.

His throat had been hoarse for so long, and it felt much better after being moistened by the water. Jiang Cheng half leaned on the bed with his eyes slightly closed.

There was a long silence between the two, and finally Wei Wuxian broke the silence: "Jiang Cheng, you..."

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at him, waiting for his next words.

“You…” Wei Wuxian kept saying “you” for a long time but still didn’t know how to start.

What should he say? How should he say it? Should he ask why you didn't tell me when you helped me divert the pursuers? Or should he ask if you still recognize me? Or should he ask if you still have the Yunmeng Shuangjie in your heart? Or should he say thank you and sorry...

Wei WuXian clenched his fists and struggled for a while, but in the end he still couldn’t ask: “…Do you feel better?”